Chapter 392 Demon Child

Under the arena of the three sects competition, the cultivators from all sides were stunned. Song Tianming was so powerful that he actually killed Mu Tianshen, a demon cultivator beyond the norm.

The cultivators of Kunpeng Sect were panting, shocked, and astonished. Mu Tianshen showed extraordinary and beyond-ordinary combat power, but he was still defeated by Song Tianming and was easily crushed.

Today, Song Tianming is undoubtedly at the top of the northern cultivation world in Qiongbei Territory, and no genius can match his edge.

Even except for the heads of the three major sects, almost no one can counter Song Tianming.

Even some cultivators in the Quasi-Heaven Realm were sweating in their palms, very shocked, and not sure of winning.

However, what made everyone feel even more incredible was that Mu Tianshen's origin was very terrifying, perhaps related to the long-hidden demon sect-Xue Lian Demon Sect. No one knew how such a demon cultivator got into Kunpeng Sect.

The cultivators of Yunhe Sect were also shocked. Song Tianming's strength was all-round, not limited to martial arts, physical training, and divine arts. He was all-round.

The cultivators of Dengtian Sect were naturally more shocked and horrified. Song Tianming was too powerful, worthy of being the face of their Dengtian Sect.

And if the people from the other two major sects knew that Song Tianming had only been in Dengtian Sect for a short period of half a year and was a newcomer who had not even completed the rookie period, they would probably be even more shocked.

The cultivators of Dengtian Sect, Zhao Zilin, Feng Baobao, Guan Yulin, Li Mu, Liu Yiyi, Song Tianling and others were extremely happy. Song Tianming made their friends, disciples, and brothers rise. They were the direct beneficiaries of Song Tianming's rise and would get the greatest benefits.

And others, such as Shen Feiyang, as the head of Dengtian Sect, were also passionate and heroic at this moment. The rise of Song Tianming was no different from making the originally very weak Dengtian Sect rise directly and reach the peak completely.

Although Dengtian Sect had a glorious history in the past, it is now losing its talents, and there is a lack of masters, and even a generation gap, which makes Shen Feiyang even a little lonely and sad.

However, now, Song Tianming has completely risen, and he has suppressed Kunpeng Sect and Yunhe Sect with his own strength. The genius of the world, amazing skills, brilliant, and overwhelming his peers, his combat power and qualifications can be said to be at its peak and extremely powerful.

Dengtian Sect rose because of Song Tianming alone. This is the power of the young supreme. He alone pushed his peers and suppressed the top, and was invincible in this world.

In Dengtian Sect, those opponents who had been defeated by Song Tianming, such as Shen Xia, Zhou Zixu and others, were also top geniuses, and they had suppressed a corner of the heroes. They were infinitely brilliant, killing and fighting, and never lost to anyone.

But in a strong confrontation, one side will always lose.

Song Tianming won, and he went further and further, leaving them behind.

At first, these defeated generals of Song Tianming were still arrogant and had unlimited confidence. They thought that losing to Song Tianming was just a momentary mistake, and as long as they were serious, they could easily defeat Song Tianming.

However, this was not the case.

No matter how hard they tried, they would only get farther and farther away from Song Tianming, and even could not even catch up with him.

At this time, they were no longer arrogant to Song Tianming, and they were no longer unconvinced, but completely surrendered and completely convinced.

After all, when they could still catch up with him, they still had the capital to be arrogant.

But now that they can no longer catch up with him, and have been completely thrown away, all they can do is show a bitter smile, with pain and despair in their hearts.

At this moment, a huge void crack suddenly appeared in the sky, like a big mouth of a giant beast, swallowing all the light around.

From this crack, an unprecedented demonic energy surged out. Its concentration was so strong that even the cultivators who had experienced the previous battle could not help but feel a palpitation.

As this demonic energy condensed, a young man in a black robe, with a figure as tall as a pine tree and dark blood in his eyes, slowly stepped out of the void.

He was the demon son of the Blood Pity Demon Sect, Wang Teng, a name that was enough to shake the world of cultivation.

Wang Teng had a Wanlian Demon Body, which was extraordinary. He could absorb the evil thoughts of all spirits in the world and transform them into his own endless magic power. His cultivation had long surpassed the limits of his peers. Even those old cultivators who had been immersed in cultivation for hundreds of years could only tremble in front of him.

Wang Teng's appearance seemed to be the prelude to a storm. The entire space was solidified, and even the dust in the air seemed to be still.

Wang Teng's deep eyes swallowed all the light around him like an abyss, and people could not help but fall into endless fear and despair at a glance.

Every step Wang Teng took was accompanied by the surge of demonic energy, as if every step was stepping on the heartstrings of countless cultivators, making people tremble with fear.

"Hmph, a mere righteous ant dares to challenge the majesty of my Blood Pity Demon Sect?" Wang Teng's voice was low and magnetic, but with unquestionable domineering and fierceness. His words were like ice piercing the bones, making everyone present feel an indescribable chill.

Wang Teng's eyes finally locked on Song Tianming, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "However, you do have some ability to defeat Mu Tianshen. But this is also destined that you will become the most perfect flesh and blood puppet under my Wanlian Demon Body."

Wang Teng's words were like ice piercing the bones, making everyone present feel an indescribable chill.

His tone was full of confidence and contempt, as if in his eyes, Song Tianming was already a dead man, it was just a matter of time.

As soon as these words came out, the righteous cultivators around him all changed color, even those with strong hearts could not hide their inner fear.

Even the powerful cultivators in the Quasi-Heaven Realm were sweating in their palms, unable to hide their shock and fear.

Wang Teng's reputation had long been spreading like a plague in the northern cultivation world of Qiongbei Territory. Every time he made a move, countless lives were lost. Even several veteran cultivators in the Quasi-Heaven Realm were buried by Wang Teng.

Now, the presence of this demon child has undoubtedly pushed this battle to an unprecedented climax.

However, in the face of Wang Teng's threat, Song Tianming did not retreat. Instead, his eyes became more determined, and the spiritual power in his body surged, as if he was ready to welcome this life-and-death contest at any time.

"Wang Teng, you may be strong, but I, Song Tianming, am no pushover. Today, let me learn how extraordinary your Wanlian Demon Body is!"

Song Tianming's words were sonorous and powerful, full of indomitable spirit and determination.

Song Tianming's body was shining brightly, and a righteous spirit rose to the sky, competing with the surrounding demonic energy, forming a magnificent picture of light and darkness intertwined.